In Haitian City, Li Xiaoxiao had just finished his day's work, and when he left the office, Song Yilin ran over.

"Sister-in-law, let's go!" Song Yilin said.

"Old Song, why are you here again?" When Li Xiaoxiao saw Song Yilin, he was already quite surprised. "Didn't I tell you? I have a driver. You should accompany Li Qiuyue more. Time her mental pressure is also quite heavy, you said that you run like this every day, you drive me and Xia Yixing, and you have to pick up Ge Buping and the others from school, and you have to serve your two grandpas. Can you do this?"

Song Yilin laughed and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I am a cultivator. What is this thing to me?"

Li Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly when Song Yilin said this.

She didn't know how many times she had said it, but Song Yilin was too stubborn, and there was no way to change Song Yilin's mind.

Sitting in the car, Li Xiaoxiao suddenly asked: "Is there still no news from Xiao Yao recently?"

Song Yilin's hands holding the steering wheel trembled a little, and did not speak.

For Song Yilin, he was most afraid of facing this question. Although he knew that Li Xiaoxiao and Xia Yixing would ask such questions at any time, Song Yilin didn't know how to answer such questions until now.

Li Xiaoxiao, who was sitting behind, sighed.

"In fact, even if you don't say it, I know it." Li Xiaoxiao said, "It's nothing."

Song Yilin took a deep breath, looked at Li Xiaoxiao through the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Brother Xiao will be back soon."

"I know." Li Xiaoxiao nodded, his tone firm.

It seems that this sentence is beyond doubt...

Not long after, Song Yilin's face suddenly sank, and the veins of the hands holding the steering wheel were exposed.

The speed of the car has increased significantly.

Li Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, and quickly asked, "Lao Song, what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Song Yilin smiled, but the smile on his face was very unnatural no matter how you looked at it.

Even if Song Yilin didn't say it, Li Xiaoxiao could guess that there must be some trouble.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely send you home safely." Song Yilin said.

"Yeah." Li Xiaoxiao nodded.

Suddenly, the roof of the Mercedes-Benz car seemed to be hit hard by some heavy object and let out a "boom" sound. Even if Li Xiaoxiao's mental quality was good, he was taken aback by the loud noise.

Lifting his head and glanced at the roof, there were two protruding footprints on the roof.

Obviously, it was a person who fell on the roof just now.

"Damn, someone is really asking for trouble, bastard!" Song Yilin's forehead was full of blue veins. He had been worried about such a thing before. After all, Xiao Yao has disappeared. This seems to be no secret in China, although Everyone subconsciously wants to keep it secret, but there are too many people who know this, and it is really difficult to keep their mouths tight.

It is precisely because of this that Song Yilin worried that those people Xiao Yao had offended before would come to the door, otherwise he would not **** Li Xiaoxiao and the others off work every day.

However, everything came too fast. Song Yilin was not ready at all. Although he couldn't sense the strength of the opponent's cultivation base, the sense of crisis and oppression that came from him gave him a sense of crisis and oppression. Feeling out of breath.

This is definitely a master!

Still a master standing on top of the peak!

Song Yilin had a headache.

After that, Song Yilin made a certain kind of decision.

He slammed the brakes, and the person who was standing on the roof of the car jumped to the front of the car.

At this time, Song Yilin and Li Xiaoxiao saw that person's appearance.

Wearing a black suit with long hair tied up, he was about fifty years old, he was burly, and he held a heavy hammer in his hand. Anyone who saw such a dress would feel that the other person was extremely weird.

Song Yilin turned his face to look at Li Xiaoxiao who was sitting behind, the smile on his face looked very unnatural, as if it was forced out.

"Sister-in-law, can you drive?" Song Yilin asked.

Li Xiaoxiao seemed to have understood what Song Yilin wanted to express, frowned, and said, "Are you the opponent of the other party?"

In the end, it was Li Xiaoxiao, who had already asked the point in one sentence.

Song Yilin was taken aback for a while, smiled, and said, "I must be his opponent!"

"Since this is the case, why should I run?" Li Xiaoxiao said, "The other party is here for me, you should go back first."

"Sister-in-law, let's go, otherwise, my sacrifice will be meaningless. I believe that Brother Xiao will definitely help me avenge." Song Yilin said.

"but……"

"It's nothing!" Song Yilin said angrily, "Sister-in-law, if you really have something short and long, after Brother Xiao comes back, how can I face him? What face do I have to face him?"

Li Xiaoxiao faced Song Yilin's question and didn't know how to answer it.

At this moment, Song Yilin had already opened the door and got out of the car.

He knew that Li Xiaoxiao was a very smart woman, and she would definitely make a very wise choice at this time.

After getting out of the car, looking at the man holding the heavy hammer, he took a deep breath, and at the same time began to run the energy in his body like crazy.

The man in black looked at Song Yilin with a smile in his eyes.

"Dare you come down?" The man's voice sounded sharp and harsh.

Song Yilin sneered: "Those who block me die."

"Haha!" The man laughed loudly, as if he had heard the most funny joke in his life, "You, a cultivator of the realm of strength, dare to say such a big thing? You really laugh at me."

"Who are you?" Song Yilin's heart sank after hearing the other party's words.

Looking at the opponent's posture, it seems that a cultivator in the realm of strength is like an ant that can be pinched to death at any time in his eyes.

It can be seen that the other party's cultivation base has at least reached the realm of spiritual energy.

"Purple Golden Gate, Eastern God of War." The other party said, "However, I still admire your courage. I haven't seen practitioners in the world-breaking realm, but when those practitioners see me, they will be frightened."

Song Yilin did not speak.

He knew that no matter what he said at this time, it was superfluous.

He just didn't expect that the person who came to seek revenge this time turned out to be from the Zijinmen, and he was one of the four war gods in the south, east, north and west.

You know, these four gods of war are the masters second only to the master at Zijinmen!

It seems that this time the Zijinmen has also lost money.

No way, it’s not that Zijinmen didn’t send others to find Xiao Yao’s troubles before, but the final result was a bit horrible, so the Zijinmen disciples who came to Xiao Yao’s troubles were basically beheaded by Xiao Yao, even if they were The black-shirted man surnamed Kang was the one Xiao Yao had met in the Goose Country before. The opponent's cultivation was already in the late Lingxi realm, but he still didn't deal with Xiao Yao.

In desperation, the Zijinmen invited the Eastern God of War.

"Old stuff, what do you want to do?" Song Yilin asked suddenly.

"Where is Xiao Yao?" Eastern God of War said.

The other party's purpose was obviously aimed at Xiao Yao.

"You don't know where Brother Xiao is?" Song Yilin was taken aback.

Xiao Yao's disappearance is no longer a secret in Huaxia, and as a result, the other party still doesn't know it, which surprised him a bit.

"I have been in Haitian City for half a month, but I have never found Xiao Yao and said, where is he now!"

After listening to the Eastern God of War, Song Yilin also verified his previous guess. It seems that this guy really doesn't know the truth that Brother Xiao has disappeared.

"Hmph, I advise you to run quickly. If Brother Xiao comes later, you won't be able to leave if you want to." Song Yilin took a deep breath and said.

"Haha! So what?" said the Eastern God of War. "He is only a practitioner in the Lingxi realm. Do you know how easy it is for a practitioner in the Linghe realm to kill a practitioner in the Lingxi realm? "

"..." Song Yilin was completely silent.

He had known that this Eastern God of War was powerful before, but he didn't expect that the other party was already a cultivator in the realm of Linghe.

The cultivator of the Shaking Realm can barely fight with the cultivator of the Shaking Realm. This must be based on the peak realm of the Shaking Realm and the other in the early stage of the Shaking Realm, but the Lingxi Realm cultivator and The gap between Linghe realm cultivators is too big, it is simply a world, and after reaching the spiritual energy realm, it is completely another realm.

Song Yilin was fortunate, and fortunate that Xiao Yao was not in Haitian City for the time being. Otherwise, if he really met this big brother in the Linghe realm, there would be little hope.

At this moment, the Mercedes-Benz engine suddenly started.

"Haha, still want to run now? It's too late!" With a loud shout, the Eastern God of War stretched out his hand and slammed into a fist. An aura hit the sky and directly pulled the Mercedes-Benz that had already turned and planned to leave. Came back.

Song Yilin's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although he knew that the cultivators in the Linghe realm were very powerful, he had never expected such power in every gesture.

Fortunately, he was not idle at this time, and rushed directly towards the Eastern God of War.

He must buy enough time for Li Xiaoxiao to give her a chance to escape!

"Hmph, the worm shakes the tree!" The Eastern God of War snorted coldly, glanced at Song Yilin, who was rushing towards him, and threw a palm directly.

A purple aura that was visible to the naked eye directly condensed into a stick and smashed Song Yilin's body into the air.

Song Yilin lay on the ground, got up again, and rushed.

"You can't die?!" The Eastern God of War seemed to be irritated by Song Yilin. This time he directly held the heavy hammer in his hand and slammed it on Song Yilin's body.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Song Yilin screamed. Although a fist was also hit on the Eastern God of War, the punch was not so much hitting the opponent as it was hitting a mouthful of Hong Zhong, and the body was surging again. , The body was also thrown out fiercely.

The Eastern God of War stood there, motionless, his eyes indifferent.

(Today's second chapter, there will be a third chapter later.)